TRIGGER WARNING-SH & MENTIONS OF BLOOD

Jonathan poured two cups of coffee, he sits by the dining table, waiting for Cameron to come out of the bedroom.

Inside the room, Cameron was looking out the window, the view of the town was pleasant this morning, the keaves had fallen and the ground was practically an autumn wonderland.

He leans back on his chair and held his wrist. The thick scab layer that had formed over a previous cut was itching.

Two people were on the bed behind him. Peter and Cameron.

"He's doing this out of pity you know" Peter said.

"Did you really think, A guy like Jonathan would waste his time on a cripple like you? Ha!" Cameron chimed in. Their maniac laughter made tears well up in his eyes. He picks the scab with his nails, peeling the dry skin off and hissed as he reopened the wound.

Dark blood pooled around his wrist and he watched as the essence of his life oozed out.

Then there was a knock on the door. Cameron gasped and rushed inside the bathroom, he washes his hands and covers his wrist with the turtleneck sleeve, holding the ends with his fingers.

"Yeah?" He called out.

"I hope I didn't wake you...thought you'd like a cup of coffee before I leave?" Jonathan's muffled voice spoke up from the other side.

"Uhm...I'll be there in a few minutes, let me wash my face"

"Alright"

Cameron washed his face and passed by the bed where Cameron was seated, smirking at him.

"Pity, that's all he feels for you"

He takes a deep breath, puts on a fake smile and opened the door. When he got to the kitchen, Jonathan was sitting down, having coffee while going through his phone.

"Morning"

Jonathan looked up and smiled

"Hey, did you sleep well?"

"No, tell him you cut yourself you little shit"

"I slept fine...you?"

"Good. I have to go to work, will you be lonely here alone? I can leave the key with you in case you want to go somewhere"

"Hmm...nope, I'll be fine here, probably watch something on TV"

"Okay. There are snacks in the bottom cupboard, I moved them so you could have better acess"

Cameron smiled.

"Thanks Jonathan, for everything"

Jonathan wanted to ruffle Cameron's hair but he knew that would be touching without consent so he smiled instead.

"Don't worry about it Cam. If you have any problem, I left my number on the fridge, call anytime"

Cameron nodded his head.

"Thanks, I'll see you after work"

Jonathan got up, grabbing his keys with him.

"See you later alligator"

Cameron chuckles as he followed behind.

"In a while crocodile"

The door closes and Cameron sighed, pulling up the sleeve of his turtleneck. He sighed.

"Fuck"

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Skye and Benedict are handed masks and pair of latex gloves. They enter the icu room and the whole vibe was depressing, he saw a young boy in bed, looking frail and weak. He looked so cold, so....so fragile.

He pulls up a stool and sat down, Benedict standing by the door.

"Timothy Noblemen?" Skye whispered. The boy opened his eyes and gasped.

"Queen Skye!"

Skye smiled and took off his mask, he held Timothy by the hand, he was so cold.

"I got your letter"

"My mom sent it in hopes you could see it. We never thought you would actually show up"

Skye nodded.

"Well I'm here and I come bearing gifts" he says and turned to Benedict who handed him a box, wrapped with a purple ribbon.

Someone entered the room and gasped.

"Your-Your Majesty!" A woman spoke up before hurrying to Timothy's side.

"You must be Mrs. Noblemen"

"Ms....Ms Noblemen"

"Oh I'm sorry"

"No worries, I'm glad you came. Timothy here is your biggest fan"

Skye smiled and opened the box.

"Well my biggest fan deserves a gift from his idol. This is a replica of the Spencer tiara. It was made just last night"

"Whoa! It's so heavy" Timothy said and Skye laughed softly.

"I know right! You'll get used to it don't worry"

"I don't think I will....the doctor gave me less than a few months"

Skye sighed sadly.

"Is there anything I can do?"

"We could never ask His Majesty for such...you being here is enough for us."

"Is he on radiation?"

"No...the whole treatment is so expensive, we can't possibly afford it. Even if we did, they said it was too late"

"You never know until you try. Timothy, you look like a fighter, you need to fight this, prove them all wrong"

"But...but I'm scared"

"Everyone gets scared. Even me"

"Really?"

The Queen nodded.

"Yeah. Being scared is a part of life and when you get to the other side, you realize that you being scared is what made you stronger to go forward"

"Then....then we can start radiation, right mom?"

Timothy's mother gave his son a sad smile.

"Of course honey."

Skye smiled.

"And don't worry, I'll personally handle the payments afterwards"

"Thank you so much"

Skye stood up and smiled at Timothy.

"You can do this" he says and a twinkle in Timothy's eyes reassured the Queen that maybe, just maybe Timothy will be alright.

"You will be fine"

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Xavier was in his car, soda can in one hand and phone on the other. He looks at the rear view mirror and saw a man approaching the car.

The man tapped the window three times before Xavier unlocked the doors.

"Tell me something good"

"Everything is done. By tomorrow morning, Cj will be in a bus heading to a maximum security prison."

"No trail?" He asked.

"No trail, this is a backdoor case remember, we'll just ship him over to the prison"

He nods and hands the man a sealed envelope, inside was three stacks of £100 notes.

"Thanks for your service"

The man smirked as he stuffed the envelope in his Jacket pocket.

"It's been a pleasure"